Tuesday, March 4, 2008

For those of you who do not believe me when I write about the dire food situation, let yesterday's experience shine a new light on it: I had lunch and fifteen minutes after I consumed said lunch, it was flying out of my stomach and into the toilet. Because vomit is totally the new black.

I am not sick; I do not have a flu. Nor am I pregnant ...that's just. Not even a possibility.

The food was just SO BAD that my stomach automatically rejected it.

Also, here is a list of food staples (for me) that I have not had since coming to England:

1. Brownies
2. Chocolate chip cookies (well, real ones. I tried getting some from a bakery here but they were like shortbread cookies with chocolate chips thrown in them. Kinda gross.)
3. Turkey
4. Lasagna
5. Fettuccine Alfredo
6. Pizza (the stuff the cafeteria serves is NOT, I repeat, NOT pizza)
7. Pancakes/Waffles
8. Real BBQ (dumping generic bbq sauce on top of baked chicken does not a bbq make)
9. CHINESE FOOD
10. Taco salad (I haven't seen in at the grocery store AT ALL!)
11. Macaroni and Cheese
12. Hot dogs
13. PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY (grape jelly)
14. Real pasta dishes. The cafeteria will serve noodles with tomato sauce, yes, but the sauce is so watered down it might as well be salsa without the spices.
15. Pumpkin Muffins
16. Mocha Frappuccino, with raspberry (I asked for one at the local Starbucks and woe, was looked at funny. They have no idea what a frappuccino even is. They only serve the things on menu board, and it's pretty generic.)
17. Tacos
18. Chicken noodle soup
19. Roast beef/pot roast (they're awfully found of serving lamb, though. Yuck.)
20. Fried chicken
21. REAL CHEESE

and the list could go on if I kept thinking about it.

Yes, yes, I know. I can't expect another country to have my favorite foods. Different cultures do things differently. Also, I'm studying abroad ... experience of a lifetime ... shouldn't complain ...blah blah blah.

Well tell THAT to my stomach. I'm going to come home a skeleton; my pants are already looser on me.

I really don't want to sound ungrateful. I AM enjoying it here, I DO like England. Beautiful country, lovely people.

I'm just hungry, is all.

By the way, today's lunch was a 'potato, onion, and cheese pie'. It tasted blargh.

1 comment:

M.L. said...

Find a friend with a kitchen. Then, in a saucepan, combine 1/2 c. (1 stick, or 120 ml.) of butter, 8 oz. (240 ml.) cream cheese, 1/2 c. (120 ml.) milk, and 3/4 c. (180 ml.) shredded parmesan cheese. NOT GRATED. Shredded.

You can toss in garlic if you like, too. I prefer salted butter as opposed to unsalted for this. Margarine works too but butter is best. Melt and frequently stir the whole thing together, and toss it over 8 oz. of fettucini for the best goddamn fettucini alfredo of your life.

A little flavor of home for Ms. Pukey-Tummy.